Sunday, November 1, 2015

7379. I WOKE UP

I woke up to a share, a cup of coffee to my
face, a lantern holding forth the light, the
sweetness of a tingle on my fingers. It was
all so confusing, I'd forgotten even the day.
Then I remembered I wasn't here. There was 
no place in place. I readjusted the clock 
until it fell off the wall  -  noticing that, 
when time flies, it only flies downward until
it hits the floor. It becomes a rubble, with 
the mainspring still exerting its forward 
pressure. I think that's how we finally get 
to Heaven : by pushing the hands ahead.

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